Chapter 515: Dice Bone Demon God, what’s wrong with you?

"I killed Wulan!" Ning Zhuo was cheered up.

He was only in the Foundation Establishment stage, but on the battlefield, he still managed to kill a Jindan-level cultivator with great force.

If we really talk about combat power, Wulan is not an ordinary Jindan, he is definitely a strong one among the Jindan stage cultivators!

"The hundred arts of cultivation are levers that can continuously amplify the power of the original source."

"I use mechanical techniques and battle formations to condense military power and strengthen myself, so it's not surprising that I killed a Jindan-level strongman."

Ning Zhuo calmed down quickly.

"How many military exploits can a Jindan strongman be counted as?"

"It's no big deal."

"What I should be thinking about is how to kill more Jindan cultivators, or even Yuanying-level enemies!"

Tu Ming, who was present just now, has already escaped.

The high priest of the Hundred Poisons Tribe fled again this time after escaping from the ambush last time.

"I don't know if Shen Qinghe can catch up with him?"

"Shen Qinghe is a well-known Nascent Soul cultivator in Xiuhua Country. He specializes in the Qingling Poison Purification Sutra and is good at defeating poison cultivators."

"But Tu Ming is the local boss here. He is familiar with the terrain and it is not impossible for him to have arranged a teleportation array in advance."

Ning Zhuo thought for a moment, then immediately withdrew his thoughts and turned his eyes, which were filled with a burning fighting spirit, towards the purple-black poisonous fog.

The chill of the withered wilderness in the poisonous fog spreads all over the body!

There were three of them on this trip. The strongest one, Tu Ming, had already fled, and Ulan, who had the same level of cultivation as him, was reduced to a corpse, leaving him alone.

It is hard to do it alone! "Escape!" Withering yelled, urging his magic power to condense hundreds of poisonous fog clones, and fled in different directions.

These poisonous fog clones were all black and purple. In order to hide from others, Diaoye also covered himself with a layer of purple-black poisonous fog.

“Where are you going!” Zhang Hei shouted loudly, waving the black snake spear in his hand, infusing magic power and military force at the same time, and once again using the art of war - the army is approaching.

A large number of soldiers rushed over, submerging most of the poisonous fog clones.

Talent——Purple Beard! Guan Hong also used his talent to freeze a small part of the poisonous fog clone, and the blade of the Blood Dragon Sword followed.

Diaoye was hiding in it, and the camouflage of the purple-black poisonous mist on his body was broken.

Liu Er, holding the Xuanhuang sword, immediately rushed over to kill him.

Withering's eyes widened with anger, his determination to fight to the death was fully aroused: "If you want to kill me, you must at least leave one person behind to be buried with me!"

Poison technique - the same poison as the underworld! Wither's whole body turned purple, and he turned into a purple poison man. He turned back and rushed straight towards Liu Er.

Liu Er was startled and retreated quickly.

But Kueye was extremely fast and was quickly closing the distance. He was about to kill Liu Er.

At the critical moment, Guan Hong came to support.

"Don't hurt my brother!"

Guan Hong stretched out her right arm and clapped her hands vigorously.

Martial Arts - Right Block.

His right arm burst into mysterious light, like a shield, blocking Dieye's desperate counterattack.

boom.

The next moment, Withering exploded.

In the explosion, purple-black air waves blew in all directions. A poisonous spear shot out from it, only the size of a palm, but extremely sharp, piercing through the black light and piercing into Guan Hong's right arm bone.

Even a tough guy like Guan Hong roared because of the intense pain.

"Second brother!" Liu Er rushed over and cast a spell on the wound on Guan Hong's right arm.

In just a few breaths, the wound had corroded the flesh, leaving only bones.

Thanks to Liu Er's magic, the bones were barely saved and did not rot into two pieces.

Guan Hong put away the Blood Dragon Sword, held his right forearm with his left hand, and staggered back into the army formation.

This made Ning Zhuo's heart skip a beat.

"War is dangerous!"

"I still have to be cautious."

"Even the great Guan Hong was injured because of this. If I were to fall into the same situation, my situation would be even more difficult than his."

"After all, my physical training foundation is far inferior to that of Liu, Guan, and Zhang."

Ning Zhuo now also discovered that in such a large-scale battle, it would be a great advantage for a cultivator to have a certain foundation in physical cultivation.

According to Ning Zhuo's practice of the three sects, there are no shortcomings.

But at present, Ning Zhuo is still better than magic.

It's not that he was lazy in practicing, nor that his skills were not comprehensive, but that he had too little time to practice.

Ning Zhuo is only sixteen years old now.

Previously, he had greatly improved his melee combat ability in Medicine King Valley. But this improvement was only for him. Compared with Jindan-level elites like Liu, Guan, and Zhang, it was naturally much worse.

The job of cleaning up the battlefield is not difficult.

Because this time, the three generals' camps only had three opponents.

Wulan's body was collected by Ning Zhuo, but Diaoye's body was destroyed due to his self-explosion, so no trace of his body was left.

The job of the Three Generals' Battalion in cleaning up the battlefield was mainly to collect the bodies of their comrades.

Even this point is not something that ordinary monks can accomplish.

Because there is no proper and complete means to deal with the poisoned body, even getting close to it is dangerous to be poisoned.

The foundation of the Three Generals' Camp was shallow after all. After Ning Zhuo sacrificed more than a dozen mechanical puppets and Liu Er took action personally, they were able to temporarily deal with the corpses of their comrades and then collected them one by one.

In the world of cultivation, there are many magical methods that are very good at making use of these corpses.

Therefore, corpses on the battlefield are often recovered.

These bodies will be transported back to the country and most of them will be buried in the family’s clan land.

This is not only a return to one's roots, but also beneficial to each family. It can help the dead members of the clan to quickly reunite with their ancestors after descending to the underworld, so as not to become wandering ghosts.

After working for more than an hour, the three generals' camp finally waited for Shen Qinghe to arrive.

Shen Qinghe's clothes were stained with blood and poison, but her expression remained calm.

When Liu Er saw Shen Qinghe returning empty-handed, he suddenly felt disappointed and bowed to inquire.

Shen Qinghe's eyes were clear. As soon as Liu Er opened his mouth, she saw through his true intention and interrupted him directly, "Tu Ming escaped."

Liu, Guan, Zhang, Ning and others sighed in their hearts almost at the same time.

Tu Ming is a Yuanying Zhenjun and the high priest of the Hundred Poisons Tribe. Both his combat power and status are extraordinary. If he can be defeated, then the Three Generals Camp will have great achievements in this battle.

But Shen Qinghe gained nothing. The only merit of the Three Generals' Camp was the lives of two Jindan-level cultivators, Wulan and Dieye.

Liu Er hurriedly tried to comfort her, expressing his concern for Senior Shen Qinghe and his deep gratitude for her timely appearance and help.

Shen Qinghe shook her head slightly: "It was Du Tiechuan's arrangement."

"He dispatched four armies and anticipated the response from Qianfenglin."

"Now it seems that his estimate was quite accurate."

"Okay, after this battle, you can return to the army."

Liu, Guan, Zhang and Ning were very surprised.

Liu Er suspected that he had heard it wrong for a moment until Shen Qinghe took out the jade slip.

The content of the jade slip was Du Tiechuan's new military order, and the seal he stamped on it was quickly verified and approved.

Du Tiechuan ordered the three generals' camps to call back, because at this point, the results of the spying on Qianfenglin had been clear.

He asked the three generals' battalions to speed up, rush to the corresponding locations and participate in the general battle.

He also warned in the letter that if the Three Generals' Camp showed any facts or tendencies of delay, a strict reckoning would be carried out after the war.

Liu Er had a complicated expression, and for a moment he could not help but have a new understanding of Du Tiechuan. He sighed and said, "Coach Du... is worthy of being the coach sent by the two countries."

Ning Zhuo's mind was not here.

He was using his spiritual sense to discuss with Sun Lingtong: "Boss, judging from this, Du Tiechuan has also arranged reinforcements in the other three routes."

Sun Lingtong agreed with this guess very much: "Xiaozhuo, I think so too. You no longer have the opportunity to make merit in the Three Generals Camp. Why not try your luck in other routes? Maybe you can get more merits!"

Sun Lingtong is worthy of being Ning Zhuo's best brother. Before Ning Zhuo could even express his thoughts, he had already spoken them out.

Ning Zhuo nodded: "In that case, I will go to Red Flower Camp first."

The other three are the Red Flower Camp, the Barbarian Demon Camp and the Golden Halberd Army.

Sun Gan of the Golden Halberd Army and Ning Zhuo did not have a good relationship, and as one of the imperial guards, the Golden Halberd Army was the most powerful. Ning Zhuo felt that if he ran over, he would probably be excluded and be considered to be stealing the credit.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Xu Dali from the Barbarian Demon Camp was not familiar with Ning Zhuo. Moreover, he was stubborn and difficult to change, so Ning Zhuo felt that it was a bit troublesome to get along with him.

The real first choice is Red Flower Camp.

Mulan, the leader of the Red Flower Camp, and Ning Zhuo have been friends for a long time, so long that they are even husband and wife.

Another crucial point is that Mulan once gave Ning Zhuo a talisman and told Ning Zhuo that he could crush it and use it in times of crisis to teleport Ning Zhuo to the Red Flower Camp.

If it is beyond the transmission range, it can be sent to the correct halfway point.

Thinking of this, Ning Zhuo resigned from Liu, Guan and Zhang.

After hearing this, Zhang Hei immediately shouted, "Okay, Military Advisor, if you want to get credit on the other side, take me with you. It's not fun to fight these three poisoners!"

Guan Hong stroked his beard, showing an interested look. But the next moment, he frowned slightly, because the severe pain from the injury in his right arm reminded him that the most important thing to do was to rest and recuperate.

When Liu Er heard that Ning Zhuo wanted to leave and wanted to reunite with the Red Flower Camp, he felt extremely disgusted and annoyed.

He suppressed these negative emotions and expressed his concern to Ning Zhuo: "How can this be possible?"

"Military Advisor, you have just been through a fierce battle, and the mechanical puppets in your hands suffered heavy losses."

"Moreover, you are only at the foundation-building stage, and you are now in enemy territory, surrounded by dangers. Military Advisor, it will be very dangerous if you leave the army."

Ning Zhuo laughed when he heard this: "General Liu, you don't know that before leaving Mulun Town, General Mulan secretly gave me a life-saving talisman..."

Ning Zhuo simply introduced the power of this talisman to everyone present.

Even though Guan Hong was in great pain, her expression remained unchanged, and she said calmly, "Military Advisor has such a method, which can indeed reduce many dangers and is very safe."

Zhang Hei sighed and said, "In this case, I can't go with you, Military Advisor."

At this point, he was still unwilling to give up, and looked at Liu Er: "Brother, why don't I act alone, let the military advisor go first, and I will follow up and rush to the Red Flower Camp to help the friendly forces!"

When Liu Er heard about the life-saving talisman, his eyes twitched. When he heard that Zhang Hei also wanted to follow Ning Zhuo, he was filled with displeasure.

He glared at Zhang Hei and said, "Third brother, stop messing around!"

He was about to continue persuading Ning Zhuo.

As a result, Ning Zhuo was not the kind of person who would change his mind after just a few words. He simply bowed and said, "Three generals, we will find an opportunity to meet up later. I will take my leave first and try to go back as early as possible."

Ning Zhuo quickly left the three generals' camp and came to a wilderness.

He first sent out a large number of mechanical puppets to actively eliminate them and strengthen himself.

He first strengthened himself to the Golden Core level, then took out Mulan's talisman and crushed it decisively.

The next moment, ripples appeared in the space, forming violent fluctuations that swallowed Ning Zhuo into it.

Moonhook Giant Tree Mountain.

In the deep night, the third red flower has been drawn on the crescent moon hanging high in the sky.

The entire Red Flower Camp huddled together, exhausted from defending.

Their opponent was the rain of arrows falling from the sky.

Every arrow is made of moonlight, and its brilliance contains deadly murderous intent.

Di Lu, as a Yuanying-level barbarian cultivator, was good at close combat. He was fighting with Mulan, and the two were evenly matched, and the battle became more and more intense.

"hateful!"

"There is no way to form the Red Flower Dharma Image. Our army is in a very dangerous situation."

The main focus of the Red Flower Camp is the Red Flower Battle Formation.

Under this disadvantage, only the Red Flower Battlefield can hold its ground.

Mulan, who has been through many battles, knows this very well.

So, she spared no effort in her military and made a third attempt, but still failed to form a formation.

Di Lu snorted coldly: "Mulan, don't try to struggle, this is where you will die!"

The hard battle between Mulan and the Red Flower Camp was seen by a Nascent Soul cultivator.

On the shoulder of the Nascent Soul cultivator stood a myna bird.

Myna also had the aura of Nascent Soul level. At this moment, his consciousness transmitted a thought: "Master, if we don't take action, this army will suffer heavy losses."

The Nascent Soul cultivator nodded slightly: "The Red Flower Battalion is indeed an elite force, and it is a pity to lose them. But the order I received is just like this. I can deliberately delay time and watch the Red Flower Battalion suffer huge losses, or even be annihilated."

"As long as Mulan's life is saved in the end, that's all."

Myna was stunned: "Another court struggle! Humph, what a bummer."

The man and the bird fell into silence one after another, no longer speaking, just watching the fight quietly.

If nothing unexpected happens, the battle will evolve according to their wishes.

But the beauty of reality is that accidents always come unexpectedly.

"Ning Zhuo used the life-saving talisman I gave him?" Mulan hesitated.

She gritted her teeth and did not hesitate to sacrifice a large amount of military force to attract Ning Zhuo.

The next moment, the space shook, and a person appeared out of nowhere in the center of the battlefield.

This person was dressed in white, looked like a teenager, and had a slightly big head.

If not Ning Zhuo, who else could it be?

"Who is coming?"

"Just the Golden Pill?"

"No, he is not even a golden elixir, just a foundation-building cultivator!"

The ancient god Cang Yue who presided over the Taoist temple was startled at first, but then he relaxed.

But Di Lu transmitted his consciousness to him, telling him to be careful of Ning Zhuo, who had performed quite well in the previous ambush.

"No matter how strong he is, he is just at the Jindan level." The ancient god Cang Yue has been a god for too long and has been high and mighty. He still does not take Ning Zhuo seriously.

Ning Zhuo quickly looked around the battlefield, suppressing his surprise at the night, and said, "So it's another dojo."

"Haha, we have that too."

"Old Dice, come out!"

"Yes, master." The next moment, the Dice Bone Demon God transformed into his original form and appeared on the scene brazenly.

The Dice Bone Dojo also emanated immediately, rapidly eroding an area of ​​space and competing with the Cang Yue Dojo.

Ancient God Cang Yue's face instantly changed, and he cried out in shock: "Dice Bone Demon God! What's wrong with you?!"

Dice Bone Demon God: "God Cang Yue, it's not too late for you to turn from evil to good."

Ancient God Cang Yue was furious for a moment: "I...you..."

(End of this chapter)